AmberElizabeth1
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Where do I begin with this? First I must say, I am Amber. Nice to meet you all
/waves. This is not my first…attempt…But this will be my last…I hope. Why did I fail these last times? Well…to be honest I was looking for a way out. A quick and easy fix for the foe I call flubber. Well, in my months since ive been on (im not completely sure how long its been), ive come to the conclusion that...There isn’t a quick fix. It took years to put it on. It will take years to get it all off. I realize that…and im ready for it.
How did I get it? Its such a cliché to call cellulite “it.” But, nobody really wants it to have a name…A name means permanence…and that’s bad. Since I was 10 ive had weight problems. Im only 16 so it hasn’t really been that long. But at the ripe age of 16, I weigh 200lbs. That’s about 50 more than I would like. Ive gone through many struggles in my life. With those struggles came the need for comfort. The only comfort I found that was sufficient was food. I ate when I was bored, tired, lonely, mad…any emotion I had was often followed by a twinky induced coma. Well, not twinkies…I don’t really like them to much. But you get my point. As of right now, im done with that. If I am upset, I will write in a journal. No more cookie therapy. NO MORE!
Why do I want to change it? Well, I don’t hate myself. The reason I bring that up, is because many teenagers that want to loose weight have low self esteem and other problems. I like to think I don’t. I am a teenager, we all have gone through the body problems. (I act so old.) I don’t want to loose weight because Cameron Diaz wears a size 2, or because everyone thinks superficial models have the best body. I want to loose weight because, to be honest. I am scared to death. My father is a Diabetic. He is greatly over weight, and his health is deteriorating. My mother is overweight. She is very depressed. I don’t want to have these problems. When I’m 30 I don’t want to have to take a medicine cabinet of pills just to make it through the day. Just today, I was walking up my stairs and I could hardly make it. I was so winded when I got to the top. It worried me, I don’t think I noticed things have gotten so bad.
You say, “200 lbs? That’s like nothing.” If I hear one more person say that…Im going to die. Well not literally, but still! Most my friends are what society considers “ideal”. They are size 5’s with no hips. No butt. No boobs. And well, I HATE THEM. I don’t hate them exactly, but I hate who they think they are. I remember back in middle school when we were all flat chested, awkward little kids…those were the days. Does anyone ever notice the stares you get from people if you are walking down the road with a skinny person. Its like people are saying “is that girl going to eat the poor skinny one?”. I know I’m exaggerating. But oh well, its my journal! Ill do what I want ? My school is full of the 100lb girls that say “Oh my goodness im so fat.” I just wanna smack them, and then give them 10 lbs before they pass out…
Im not bitter! Im really not bitter. I think im a great person…I just want to love myself. Everyway I can. I know above I said I didn’t have self esteem issues. I don’t. I just don’t love myself. Closing my eyes I visualize this awesome person with perfect hair and flawless skin and friends all around her. Then I open my eyes and see this awesome person with lame hair, flawed skin, and a bunch of shmucks with no life that don’t know when to go home around her. But that is high school, as I am told.
How are you going to do it? Well, jeeze, since your being so impatient! Im going to do it via exercise and portion control! Duhh, silly. I don’t have money… so a gym membership is out of the question. (for now….im workin on my mum). Im going to walk everywhere I can. I have a car, but why waste the gas? I want to walk to the store, downtown, around the block, EVERYWHERE! I am majorly addicted to caffeine, Rockstars to be exact. Those, have to go. I want to cut back on them, but going off them cold turkey gives me major headaches. I drink 3-5 rockstars daily. I want to cut it back to 0! Eventually; I want to gain self control. I know that’s a weird thing to say. My parents buy soda and juices that are very high in sugar. I want to have the self control to not drink them. And I want to eat ONLY when I’m hungry. I don’t care if that cuts out meals. If I am not hungry, why eat?
How can this help you? Depending on how many people read this and respond determines how often I will update everyone on my progress! I don’t wanna write an essay and have 2 people read it…that’s lame.
Sorry this is kinda random and lame. I want this time to be legit…So look forward to many more random journal like entries!
Input you all have would be great!
In-home exercises and recipes…advice…anything!
Oh and sorry this is so much like an essay...
The next journal entries will have fun stuff and recipes i like
Thanks for reading! And goodluck!
/waves. This is not my first…attempt…But this will be my last…I hope. Why did I fail these last times? Well…to be honest I was looking for a way out. A quick and easy fix for the foe I call flubber. Well, in my months since ive been on (im not completely sure how long its been), ive come to the conclusion that...There isn’t a quick fix. It took years to put it on. It will take years to get it all off. I realize that…and im ready for it.How did I get it? Its such a cliché to call cellulite “it.” But, nobody really wants it to have a name…A name means permanence…and that’s bad. Since I was 10 ive had weight problems. Im only 16 so it hasn’t really been that long. But at the ripe age of 16, I weigh 200lbs. That’s about 50 more than I would like. Ive gone through many struggles in my life. With those struggles came the need for comfort. The only comfort I found that was sufficient was food. I ate when I was bored, tired, lonely, mad…any emotion I had was often followed by a twinky induced coma. Well, not twinkies…I don’t really like them to much. But you get my point. As of right now, im done with that. If I am upset, I will write in a journal. No more cookie therapy. NO MORE!
Why do I want to change it? Well, I don’t hate myself. The reason I bring that up, is because many teenagers that want to loose weight have low self esteem and other problems. I like to think I don’t. I am a teenager, we all have gone through the body problems. (I act so old.) I don’t want to loose weight because Cameron Diaz wears a size 2, or because everyone thinks superficial models have the best body. I want to loose weight because, to be honest. I am scared to death. My father is a Diabetic. He is greatly over weight, and his health is deteriorating. My mother is overweight. She is very depressed. I don’t want to have these problems. When I’m 30 I don’t want to have to take a medicine cabinet of pills just to make it through the day. Just today, I was walking up my stairs and I could hardly make it. I was so winded when I got to the top. It worried me, I don’t think I noticed things have gotten so bad.
You say, “200 lbs? That’s like nothing.” If I hear one more person say that…Im going to die. Well not literally, but still! Most my friends are what society considers “ideal”. They are size 5’s with no hips. No butt. No boobs. And well, I HATE THEM. I don’t hate them exactly, but I hate who they think they are. I remember back in middle school when we were all flat chested, awkward little kids…those were the days. Does anyone ever notice the stares you get from people if you are walking down the road with a skinny person. Its like people are saying “is that girl going to eat the poor skinny one?”. I know I’m exaggerating. But oh well, its my journal! Ill do what I want ? My school is full of the 100lb girls that say “Oh my goodness im so fat.” I just wanna smack them, and then give them 10 lbs before they pass out…
Im not bitter! Im really not bitter. I think im a great person…I just want to love myself. Everyway I can. I know above I said I didn’t have self esteem issues. I don’t. I just don’t love myself. Closing my eyes I visualize this awesome person with perfect hair and flawless skin and friends all around her. Then I open my eyes and see this awesome person with lame hair, flawed skin, and a bunch of shmucks with no life that don’t know when to go home around her. But that is high school, as I am told.
How are you going to do it? Well, jeeze, since your being so impatient! Im going to do it via exercise and portion control! Duhh, silly. I don’t have money… so a gym membership is out of the question. (for now….im workin on my mum). Im going to walk everywhere I can. I have a car, but why waste the gas? I want to walk to the store, downtown, around the block, EVERYWHERE! I am majorly addicted to caffeine, Rockstars to be exact. Those, have to go. I want to cut back on them, but going off them cold turkey gives me major headaches. I drink 3-5 rockstars daily. I want to cut it back to 0! Eventually; I want to gain self control. I know that’s a weird thing to say. My parents buy soda and juices that are very high in sugar. I want to have the self control to not drink them. And I want to eat ONLY when I’m hungry. I don’t care if that cuts out meals. If I am not hungry, why eat?
How can this help you? Depending on how many people read this and respond determines how often I will update everyone on my progress! I don’t wanna write an essay and have 2 people read it…that’s lame.
Sorry this is kinda random and lame. I want this time to be legit…So look forward to many more random journal like entries!
Input you all have would be great!
In-home exercises and recipes…advice…anything!
Oh and sorry this is so much like an essay...
The next journal entries will have fun stuff and recipes i like
Thanks for reading! And goodluck!
